The gaze that set the heart aflutter...
It still bothers her.
She ignores ...
But, it keeps coming back.
Why, when he had gone away...
Did he return?
Nothing seems right ...
It ain't right anymore ...
Nothing makes sense...
It ain't making sense.
She had muted all the feelings...
The emotions...
Then, why come back...
To haunt her life again.
After sapping her of all ...
That she cared about ...
Her life shattered...
Why does he return?
His own selfish motives ...
A stoic expression on her face ...
She walks past him...
Wondering why?
All those mute feelings ...
Coming to the fore ...
She looks at the distant sky ...
A forlorn thought ...
Crossing her disturbed mind ...
Now what?
She doesn't need eyes to see him ...
She can feel his presence ...
She can sense his emotions ...
She is affected by his myriad feelings ...
So, she avoids him...
For his sake ...
She forgets his presence ...
All too aware ...
That he is aware of her presence too ...
Their dilemmas ...
Unspoken feelings ...
Incomplete conversation ...
Lying heavy on their souls ...
Yet, she walks away from him ...
But, destiny plays truant ...
A cruel game ...
And places him before her.
She stifles her cry ...
The unrolled tears soaked back ...
She walks past him ...
Aware of his awareness of her.
Sad, that two people madly in love ...
Have to be separated by destiny ...
A destiny forewritten ...
Two innocent souls suffering.
A zombie ...
She junks herself ...
Trashing her life ...
For the love of her life ...
She walks away ...
Tears rolling down her cheeks ...
In a pouring rain.
It covers her childhood ...
It drapes over her young adulthood ...
The awning of her life ...
It never fades.
It changes colour...
Like her greying hair...
The awning of her life ...
As colourful as ever.
The Chameleon of thoughts...
The gigantic bubble of ideas...
Frothy delights of a humongous mind...
The awning of her life ...
Goes on and on.
In the end...
All will be left behind ...
Nothing taken ...
Nothing given ...
The awning gets left behind ...
A kaleidoscope of a colourful life.
She hides under the awning ...
She smoles under the awning...
She aches for retribution...
All under the awning...
The awning of her life ...
The cover that camouflages...
Her emotions ...
A cool plain face to show ...
Not a scathing of life.
There under the starlit night ...
She stares into the oblivion...
Aware of an aching...
Ignoring the pain...
And moving on ...
The awning of her life ...
A page well written...
A canvas of her feelings ...
The awning never ends.
Focussed on her resolve,
She walked past him,
Aware of his gaze upon her
She kept walking
Conscious he was following her every move.
She moved far far away
Thwarting his love, for loneliness
A solitude she best understood
An ache within
Buried deep
She moved on for him.
Remembering each moment with him
She spends her days and nights
They say she is dying
Not knowing the cause.
Heartbroken she
In her aches and pains
Only takes his name
Yes she is dying
Of a heart broken into a million pieces.
To the World she exhibits
A smile that is fake
They say she is dying
Not knowing why.
With his memories playing
And replaying in her eyes
She breathes heavily in her coffin
The nails of which
She hammered in...
A darkness she embraced.
